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BEFORE: Both girls issuing public "Attack on sight" warnings to the other: both backing up the threats ala Ingenues Gone Wild. First pre-fight conference sets the tone: they're in each other's hair, squealing, tugging, tearing one another's tops...it's mayhem. "Everything so far has led to McCord," an excited Aly Michalka gushes when she gets the chance. "I've isolated her with key wins - I've got her surrounded: now I'm going to move in and take her. When I'm done, I'll emerge as CW hegemon, and there's not a thing Annalyne can do about it!" McCord seething: for weeks she's watched Aly's gameplan unfold...now it's decision time. "This little witch has no clue what she's getting into," Annalyne snarls at podium. "She's been talking like I'm old and washed up: honey, I'm just getting started! Punishing Aly's going to be sweet, sweet, sweet. When I finally get my mitts on her, I hope she sticks around for a while, 'cause I want to leave a lasting impression on her!" Annalyne in fighting neon yellow bikini; small black workout gloves; curly blonde hair in messy beach tousle. Aly in black bra/leopard print bikini bottoms; small black mittens; golden ringlets. Girls just standing, seething, hands on hips during ring instructions - breast-tops and cheeks flushing pink in heated anticipation of combat.
During R1: Annalyne quickly at Michalka's waistline via batting left/right barrage...torrid stuff throws Michalka onto the defensive. McCord putting together furious, stitch-quick combinations - coming off the body to penetrate Aly's defenses - small mitts punching cruelly to Michalka's mouth. Aly disoriented early - overwhelmed: final burst of savagery from McCord sees her batter Aly to ropes, buckle her knees! Crowd roaring as McCord goes for the early finish - leaning in, letting hands fly in batting whack-whack to flanks: MICHALKA WON'T HAVE IT! Hurtin' Aly firms, digs back hup-hup-hup through the middle - tummy-punching McCord off, forcing her back. Hammer and tongs down the stretch as ingenues dip-torsos to sling power over the top: Annalyne slowly gets the better of it with one ringing right hand after another scoring upside Michalka's head. Aly finishes up back on ropes, hands at temples, suffering as McCord piles on a frenzied beating at bell. McCord: teeth bared; breath hissing out SHH! SHH! SHH! as she's pumping away furious underneath; sinewy arms hard with churning-tension. Ref pulls Annalyne off: she's all bared teeth/curls in her eyes, trembling with Aly-hate.
R2: Another robust, batting body attack has Michalka stumbling backward in confusion: she's showing earmuff, trying to weave her way into counter-punching position. McCord dousing Michalka - sweeping her to ropes: this time, Annalyne gets to Aly via short, persistent right uppercuts - sawing her way through Michalka's mitts to spill her to her right along ropes. Aly wide-eyed, wobbly butt: McCord's pursuit heartless, rapid - Annalyne whirling in palm-down rights and lefts to beat across Aly's breasts, or chip away on ribs in behind either elbow. Aly scoured along ropes, really outworked: once again, she's able to firm late and stand up for herself - engaging McCord in tasty, long-limbed slugging off the apron. Lovely stuff - girls standing their ground; torsos willowy as they lean in out - each using the chickenwinged left elbow push, in concert with slinging rights and lefts off either foot. Bell: McCord helps herself to a swatting left hook-full of Aly's breasts late - just a little insurance as Michalka grouses to ref during break.
R3: Annalyne takes her third straight: she's being very aggressive, very physical with Aly - power-punching her to ropes; working her body; swinging-away with her toe-to-toe - whatever it takes to keep Michalka spellbound. Unexpected amount of flat-footed slugging as McCord's forcing Aly to brawl. Girls in wide stances - each using the chickenwing left elbow to nudge at the other, then firing off swift, swiping, tight right hand/left hook combos - easing weight between front and back feet. Both fighters striping up along slender ribcages; Aly's left eye looking puffy and she's busting up a bit more as McCord's landed some torrid right hands up top. Whenever Aly gets too cute - bending too far foward out over her feet - McCord's left hand curls in behind Aly's head, holding her down while Aly's straight-arm right loops up and over, delivering splashing - highly illegal - open-hand slaps LOUD across Aly's kidney's! Bell: McCord in dominant position, holding Aly on the apron...Annalyne makes smouldering eye contact as she turns away; Michalka blinking away tears, arching her back in pain.
R4: Aly renegotiates with legs/left jab - circling clockwise, opening up the ring. Annalyne a good boxer - elects to accept terms: whirling, wide-ranging fight develops as girls seek to stitch jabs. Aly no quicker, but a little more creative in space: she'll slide back from Annalyne while issuing lion-tamer buggywhip overhand rights; she'll double up jabs body/head, then turn Annalyne. McCord fixated on jabbing Aly's left eye - continuing the good work already started: both girls have their moments in a tactical fourth.
R5: Aly continues to bounce and bop around - springy young blonde using her legs, getting into a sexy, Cuban rhythm here. Michalka's hands in relaxed stack - right atop left at her body: when she's in range, she might form peek-a-boo with weight on left (front) leg, daring McCord to try the defences, while setting to deliver swift counters. Aly darting out an elastic, pinging jab - getting McCord to cover up...the Michalka's bouncing a sexy bolo right hand off Annalyne's lats; hooking her behind right elbow; nibbling at her via rolling, supple little uppercuts in close. Everything off the bounce with Aly - shoulders keeping sexy time with her knees - small gloves biting at McCord PIK! PAK! PEK! Annalyne turning, allowing herself to be dictated to: she's a scowling, fretful beauty at bell
McCord/Michalka conc. (too much youthful exuberance for one post)
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R6: Aly bouncing about all loose and gangly - jab-jab-jabbing, getting McCord defensive, then plying her with supple, Cuban-flavoured bolo punches, swipes and cuffs. Michalka in and out, bopping around - she'll change direction, walk to her right, only to dive back in with sneaky lead right hands on a confused Annalyne. Gorgeous licks to the waist too: Aly's tongue pink between her lips as she strokes away whippy across McCord's fat-free paunch...Annalyne stooped forward, grouchy in her earmuff. Insolence from Aly as well - she'll get off on covered-up McCord, then palm her shoulders and give her sexy little shove-offs. Ref issuing warnings as Aly's more and more aggressive with that chickenwing left elbow - often slapping it audibly against McCord's right shoulder to steer her. Down the stretch, a visibly frustrated McCord tries to bull in...gets halted with a well-timed, supple bolo right uppercut in under her left breast, then hooked to her chops and MCCORD GOES DOWN! Annalyne punched to her buns right at the bell - curls in her eyes, lips parted in shock as Aly skips prettily away.
R7: McCord rallies. Job 1 - got a stiff, firm stick on Aly - deny her the initiative. Job 2 - get to Aly's body via any means possible; long, shafting right hands; digging hooks; stoop-and-reach jabs - anything. Job 3 - rough Aly up, push her off with forearms in her shoulders, walk her down, pressure her. It's a good recipe: Michalka backing down from McCord, outworked in trading exchanges, then jabbing to distraction when there's space. More of those giant-swing right hands delivering open-hand clouts to Aly's lower back - whenever McCord can hook her left hand in behind Aly's head to pull her forward. Ref doesn't like it - even standing up to McCord and taking a knockdown away from her when a series of kidney clouts drops Aly to all fours. McCord unrepentant - nostrils flaring, eyes glaring: she's just happy to be putting her foot up Aly's tush this round. Annalyne comes back strong after the knockdown, cleanly outfighting Aly this round.
R8: Aly bouncy/loose - dipping in close to roll sexy right/left uppercuts against Annalyne's midsection or peek-a-boo guard - touching her four times before Annalyne can get herself going. Michalka cuffing McCord's left ear a little right hand, then hacking her the sidearm right in the waist; repeating the same move on the other side - Aly's torso tilting supple to the left as she gets her hook in. Annalyne grimacing, fighting back, but getting out-touched: McCord visibly falling into Aly's rhythm - doing nothing to disrupt the salsa beat of Aly's fists. Michalka sidestepping, using her left elbow to steer, but she's more or less right there, outfighting McCord toe-to-toe. Little shoulder-shrugging uppercuts pick Annalyne's tired face up at will, then go a-rummaging in her breasts as Aly plays tic-tac-toe for points.
R9: Pressure behind a strong jab scatters Michalka early, but she regroups leggy, circling wide, then curling back in once McCord calms down. Annalyne spending too much time in peek-a-boo - leaning in behind her mitts, waiting her turn: sexy rumba beat of Aly's shoulders/hips/fists just tapping out a meaty tune on Annalyne. Sweet bolo right hand bouncing off Annalyne's left flank/lats really seems to be stiffening her up: she's taking and taking that punch, offering no receipts. Aly chopping and bopping - circling to her left, tidying up: no one punch a real blockbuster, but she's steadily discouraging Annalyne here. Down the stretch - little shoulder feint freezes McCord in foreward earmuff...Aly leans in on front leg, bites her lower lip as she slots a rigid left uppercut into McCord's solar plexus. Gasp of pain, Annalyne...she sinks down to all fours, sobbing. Michalka lights up the arena with her grin: that's a huge knockdown in a fight that looks destined for the cards!
R10: McCord weepy/whiny on her stool all through the break - she's still badly rattled, sniveling when Aly comes for her at bell. Aly tarts Annalyne up with punches - just that sexy salsa beat - the nimble heel-and-toe footwork; the rolling the shoulders; the prettily pursed lips and wide eyes; the bolo punches and buggywhips tattooing poor Annalyne into submission. McCord turning, turning, earmuffed up and suffering - sinewy legs hold her up, but shes giving away a decisive tenth as Aly romps. Bell: Michalka lifts her arms and smiles as she saunters away from McCord...Annalyne blinking away tears, already starting to lose her shite. Comes back UD10 - Aly Michalka!
AFter: Unbridled fury of Ingenues Unleashed does the CW proud as a new hegemon emerges from the punching. "The sky's the limit," Aly gushes in postfight - elated despite the badly swollen left eye and some facial scuffing. "I have tremendous momentum I can now use to move against any woman in the division. I have Ashley T holding down the smaller girls at the CW, so I don't need to be distracted with any housekeeping. If anything - I have TOO many options. Do I get sexy and take out Nicole Scherzinger? Should I take a moment to swat Minka into line? Do I take down Jessica Alba to further enhance my status? Rachel MacAdams looks like a very vulnerable champion to me, though she's tied up for awhile - but I honestly think I could slash through to a title this year if I play my cards right!" McCord bitterly disappointed, but telling Fighting Ingenue that "she'll be back," while admitting that she hasn't been busy enough in her own backyard. "I'll do what Michalka did," McCord vows, "tidy up on Lyndsy Fonseca, maybe hang an L on Accola or Dobrev, get sharp again, then pull the rug out from under Aly! In my mind, I'm STILL the face of the CW: one little win for Michalka doesn't change that!" |
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